"Yes." George nodded.
Aria was amused, "Are you kidding me? Let Aria be your heir? What about Ayah?"
George clenched the dragon head on the cane, "I never thought about letting Ayah be my heir. After all, she will marry others. I can't give her the Wilson family as her dowry, letting others take advantage of it."
What he wanted had always been to carry forward the Wilson Group.
Seeing the ambition in George's eyes, Aria sneered, "So you mean, you want your son to inherit the Wilson family, right?"
"Yeah!" George replied, rubbing his cane.
Aria curled her lips in disdain, "Why does it have to be Ariel? Just let Rachel have another son for you."
George was embarrassed. He cleared his throat with some guilty conscience, "She is not young anymore and can't give birth."
"That's not necessarily true." Aria shook her finger.
Rachel had a child with another man. That kid was even more than two years older than her children. So how was it possible that she couldn’t give birth?